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Wife's interracial adventure - a true story o

... dancing provocatively, intimately even at times, with fit looking men. She loved to flirt in front of me and, knowing that I was watching, she would feel bolder and empowered, daring to tease me, normally by letting the guy dance up close, a hand on her tight ass or, as I memorably recall once before, a few fingers slipped inside her knickers. But we’d never really talked about this and I guess over time I’d just dismissed it as part of her former party girl flirty-but-harmless nature and one of the few minor drawbacks with being married to a hot, gorgeous woman. I scrolled up to see the rest of the text conversation. It began with Jo at 7am this morning, which must have been when she was still in bed with me. “Looking forward to r wkout later. Can’t wait 2 see what treats you have inside your shorts.  Jxx” “Haven’t cum 4 a week baby and it’s all goin in yr mouth. Hehee. Ashx” “Mmmmmm. Promises, promises! Can’t wait to swallow down every last drop” And so it went on. I was so absorbed in reading the text chat that I hadn’t noticed Jo coming down the stairs and into the kitchen, her hair freshly washed, wearing just a fluffy white bathrobe. She had spotted me reading the texts from her phone. She grabbed it, turning away angrily, but then her mood softening and changing as she realised what I was reading. She smiled a big wide grin. “I guess there’s no hiding anything from my darling hubby is there? “ She began “I was planning to tell you dearest. Just trying to choose ...

... the right moment I guess” She raised her eyebrows, waiting for me to respond. “B..bbbut why?” I felt way out of my depth and didn’t really know where to start this conversation “Pretty obvious really Matt” She said. “But more to the point” She’d glanced down to look at the bulge in my trousers. “I think I’ve hit on a mutual interest haven’t I!” There was no point denying my feelings about this and I had to shrug and with a weak smile confess that I found it kind of horny, standing there imagining my wife’s eager lips wrapped around a large black cock belonging to her fit personal trainer. “Hmmm what’s a girl to do?” she asked. “Perhaps you can help me out with a dilemma that I’m now facing”. “What kind of dilemma would that be?” I asked. “Well” she replied. “It’s like this. “Ash loves me sucking his gorgeous shaft. And, while I do love the taste of his cum and....mmmm....there’s so much of it. Such a turn on!” She paused and smiled pensively. “But it’s not so satisfying for me, if you know what I mean, and well, Ash is beginning to make demands about putting that tool of his between my legs”. She paused. “Now that just might be totally satisfying”. “So...” She hesitated for a second, reflecting on what she was about to ask me. “What I basically need to know is that you’ll be OK if I let him fuck me?” My heart leapt again as all kinds of erotic images raced through my brain. This was not a moment to back down from your desires. “Wow” I said. “I’d love nothing better than ...